From the bloggers at Overstuffed.
We have never been big campers, The Maestro and I. The first time that we went camping together as a family was when Chloe was a baby and Bria was three. It was for a church camping trip and so we borrowed a tent and headed up the mountain with everyone else.
It was kind of awful. Chloe cried all night long. All. Night. Long. And I could hear coyotes everywhere (this was in Arizona) and it was uncomfortable and I swore I’d never do it again.
But then, we went on our Epic Vacation in 2012 and decided to camp across America. We purchased an awesome tent and other necessary camping supplies and had a wonderful time doing it. It might be because we didn’t have a baby or super young children anymore, but whatever it was, it was fun.
So we like to camp now. And we’ve been trying to find a time to do it this summer that would work with both the weather and the schedule. The Maestro finally found that time and picked me up from work one day with everything ready to go.
Except. We forgot a few things…
The first thing we forgot, and quite possibly the most important: Marshmallow Roasters
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